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<blockquote>Fresh out of the Abyss, Luo Binghe learns that he alone can cure Shen Qingqiu's chronic ailment. With this information in hand, he pursues an alternative strategy involving interspecies diplomacy and a royal alliance. After all, Cang Qiong can't expect a gentleman to dual-cultivate outside of marriage.</blockquote>

<blockquote>When Yue Qingyuan has a bright idea, Shen Jiu takes what he can get.</blockquote> ➤ holy shit

<blockquote>Shen Qingqiu, after enduring his trial, is placed into Luo Binghe’s custody at Huan Hua Palace.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Sometimes, you're just kind of cruising along on autopilot, comfortable in your own lane, and then you get smacked right upside the head with contrived plot devices and have to deal accordingly. Shang Qinghua will later concede that putting Literal Flowers That Cause A Fandom Disease into his story was a stupid idea, but it all worked out in the end, so he still counts it a victory. An ending, and a beginning.</blockquote> ➤ a fun variation on hanahaki; airplane tried to write in a reason for it, and also it's cured by confessing, not by having it be requited

<blockquote>Shang Qinghua and Mobei-jun have their spiritual powers sealed before getting dumped in a white-out snowstorm. Mobei-jun quickly learns that humans are far more susceptible to the cold than he thought.</blockquote> ➤ the opposite of huddling for warmth omg what a brilliant idea to do hypothermia for this ship

<blockquote>Generally, Shen Qingqiu only visits him at work when he’s really got something to yell about—protagonist dick size or sex pollen caves or weird poisons that Shang Qinghua forgot to invent cures to, or something. Today, he says, “Look, there’s news and I thought you should hear it from me.” Shang Qinghua doesn’t look up from his papers at first. “Okay, sure,” he says, absently—how much money are they spending on incense again? Absolutely fucking absurd—and glances up when Shen Qingqiu remains silent. “What is it?” Shen Qingqiu folds the fan and taps it nervously against his palm. “Mobei-jun’s getting married,” he says.</blockquote>

<blockquote>There was a child at Shen Qingqiu's door. There was a child at Shen Qingqiu's door, in tiny Qiong Ding Peak robes, hair pulled back in a tidy ponytail, face clean and round-cheeked and visibly healthy. / Pre-canon. In which Yuè Qīngyuán qi deviates to childhood, Mù Qīngfāng leaves him in og!Shěn Qīngqiū's care, Shěn Qīngqiū's disciples get involved, and Shěn Qīngqiū comes to several realizations for which he was definitely not prepared.</blockquote>